C17

Due to the bright moon high up in the sky, the forest became as bright as day tonight.

Countless black shadows flew about in the dense forest, and blood blossomed unceasingly. The air was filled with a nauseating stench.

"Pfft!"

"Sizzle sizzle!"

Between two huge ancient trees, a group of mercenaries tirelessly brandished their weapons. The surrounding ground was already covered in fresh blood, as well as the limbs of countless Bloodthirsty Devil Bats.

The men of the Flying Swallow Mercenary Group had been fighting here for six hours!

Ah!" Meng Zimo, who was guarding with Uncle Yan, suddenly exclaimed. The coldness on his neck made his expression change greatly. His right hand, which was holding the sword, moved recklessly as his left hand reached towards his neck with all his might!

"Don't grab!" With a loud shout from Mo Li who was protected in the middle, a silver needle instantly appeared between his fingers. When Meng Zimo's left hand was about to reach his neck, the silver needle in Mo Li's hand pierced down.

"Puchi!" With a light sound, the Blood-Thirsty Demonic Bat, which was biting on Meng Zimo's neck, instantly softened. Mo Li quickly waved his hand and the Demonic Bat's corpse was thrown to the side. However, the stinky blood splattered on Meng Zimo's face, and a few drops landed on his lips.

"What are you doing!" Meng Zimo shouted, casually pushed Mo Li's body toward the group of Demonic Bats outside the ancient tree, and fell down!

"Brother Mo Li!" Yan San's expression changed drastically!

Mo Li, who had lost his center of gravity, looked like he was about to fall out of the protection zone of the ancient tree. His heart tightened when he suddenly felt a strong force coming from his arm.

Ning Qianyu quickly brought Mo Li's fallen body back. At the same time, she brandished her sword and hacked the Vampiric Demonic Bats that were trying to attack Mo Li into two.

"Pah!" A light sound rang out, and five red marks appeared on Meng Zimo's face.

Even though they were in a dangerous situation, Meng Zimo was still shocked when he saw the cold expression on Ning Qianyu's face.

After slapping Meng Zimo's face, Ning Qianyu coldly stood next to Yan San and continued to kill the incoming waves of Blood-Thirsty Demonic Bats.

"Zimo, why did you push Big Brother Mo Li away just now!?" It's very dangerous! " Little Fishy unhappily said.

"Who let him stab me!" Meng Zimo's eyes turned cold, and his face was still burning with pain.

The one who hit him was Ning Qianyu, who he had a good impression of. Meng Zimo could not accept this in his heart!

Big Brother Mo Li saved you! "The skin of the Magic Bat is very fragile. If you use your hands to grab it, you'll easily break it. When that happens, the poisonous blood of the Magic Bat will seep into your wound and you'll be done for!" Fishy clearly had some understanding of the vampire bat.

"Amazing!" Meng Zimo snorted coldly and turned his head to the side.

He was still immersed in the shadow of that slap and had yet to emerge!

Seeing Meng Zimo's appearance, Fishy became angrier. Just as she wanted to continue, she was stopped by Mo Li. "Forget it Fishy!"

Facing Fishy, Mo Li slowly shook his head, looking at Meng Zimo's clenched fist, his eyes gradually turned cold.

This guy was bedevilish!

After repeated provocations, Mo Li did not have a good impression of Meng Zimo. However, the most important thing right now was to solve the crisis in front of him.

The number of Blood-Thirsty Demonic Bats was beyond everyone's imagination! After attacking for another two hours, not only did Yan San and the rest feel powerless, even Ning Qianyu's aura gradually weakened. The speed of their attacks became slower and slower, but the group of Blood-Thirsty Demonic Bats didn't seem to be exhausted at all.

"Don't tell me there's a king within this group of Devil Bats?" Mo Li frowned subconsciously.

"King?" Little Fishy's face was filled with astonishment. The few people who were defending with all their might were also subconsciously stunned.

"That's right, Wang …" Mo Li let out a long breath as his expression turned serious, "Ordinary vampire bats wouldn't work so hard. There's a 80 to 90% chance that there's a change in the magic bats!"

"I don't understand …" Fishy shook her head, indicating that she didn't understand.

"Just say it directly!" The Bloodthirsty Devil Bat was a Class 2 Magical Beast. However, if there was a Magic Bat within the flock of Magic Bats that had coincidentally reached Rank 3, it would become the king of the group! With the existence of the King, the Blood-Thirsty Demonic Bats are equivalent to having a commander, so unless we kill this commander, they will fearlessly charge on! "

"What nonsense!" Meng Zimo looked at Mo Li's confident look and curled his lips in disdain, "He's just a gangster, why does he always pretend to know everything!?" "What do you mean 'King or King'? I have never heard of a level 3 vampire bat!"

Although Meng Zimo's words were unpleasant to hear, they couldn't help but nod to themselves. Even Yan San was filled with doubts towards Mo Li's words.

After roaming the forest for so many years, Yan San had never heard of a third stage Bloodthirsty Demonic Bat.

Another hour passed!

Facing the dense group of Blood-Thirsty Demonic Bats, the men of the Flying Swallow Mercenary Group gradually felt despair. Looking at the increasing number of vampire bats, Mo Li gritted his teeth and a white jade bottle appeared in his palm.

If there was no other way, he could only use it!

As time passed, the sky gradually brightened. After a long time of fighting, the group's reaction speed was getting slower and slower. Mo Li had already used silver needles to pick up how many Bloodthirsty Devil Bats off of them. However, as the energy consumption continued to increase, they would be hit faster and faster. If this continued, everyone would be drowned by the Magic Bats in another 15 minutes.

Other than the whistling of the wind caused by the weapons, the group of people did not make any other sound. Despair began to spread throughout their hearts.

Let's go all out!

Mo Li couldn't care about anything else as he quietly placed his finger on the stopper of the jade bottle.

"Kill!"

Just as Mo Li was about to give it his all, a shout suddenly came from not too far away. Following which, the sounds of weapons being drawn came one after another.

"Persevere!" Someone's come to help! " Yan San's eyes, which had originally been filled with despair, suddenly lit up. The rest of the people's bodies trembled as they simultaneously felt the joy of being reborn. Everyone's originally weak and imposing manner instantly rose.

This old man is so scared!

Mo Li let out a long breath, then silently kept the jade bottle into his storage ring.

"Junior Ning?" "Are you over there?" A gentle voice came from the other side of the group. Mo Li could clearly see Ning Qianyu's body shudder!